Things have been a bit gonzo-crazy lately around here.  I have had too much going on the last couple weeks (ha ha, probably years, but we’ll say its been more hectic this last couple weeks) – some of that is going to be wrapped up shortly, and some of it I’m going to put away.  Some of it is going to stay.  However, yesterday, after the 4 years birthday party for Abby (Tuesday she’ll officially be four), Jessica and I went out driving.  We just needed some time to talk and catch up on what the last couple weeks had not allowed us to catch up on.

It is at times like that when I am so glad that I’m married to Jessica.  I love to spend time with her and to share my life with her.  I’m glad she shares her life with me.  She’s a fantastically good wife, a stupendous mother, and a super cook.  Three important things 😉  She also loves to discuss theology with me, which I appreciate immensely.

When I found out that the pretty blonde girl liked me and she was in honors math I knew that I had something good on my hands [1995].  When she said she’d take seminary courses with me and move down to Texas with me I knew that I was amazingly blessed to be married to her [1999].  And yesterday as I was driving and talking with her explaining to her why I had made some choices and she was genuinely listening to me as her husband and friend I knew that I was blessed beyond what I could comprehend in this relationship [2006].  October 3rd we’ll be married for eight years.  That’s five years longer than we dated, which is pretty amazing.

If I could go back and do it all over again I’d probably change a few things [insert long list of stupid things I’ve said in 11 years or so], but I certainly wouldn’t trade my wife for anyone else.